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#2
Story Telling / Re: E. Gadd's Stories - "Journey of..."
August 11, 2024, 08:50:57 PM
This was a reflection written in my junior year of undergrad, about a particular occurrence in high school in the days when I ran cross country. According to the file, this piece was written in the days before March 17th, 2021.
It was quite a humid day, although nothing was unusual about that. Everyone on the cross-country team, myself included, was silently wishing that the heat index would rise high enough that practice would be cancelled, although now that we were on the starting line of the course, our hopes were fairly nonexistent. Ahead of us lay five difficult kilometers of muddy terrain from the previous rainstorms, plenty of twisted ankles if we weren't absolutely vigilant, and air so thick we could drink it.
The coach gave the signal, and I pressed a button on my fitness watch that, while it appeared to do absolutely nothing, I trusted that it had started the exercise timer. Perhaps despite the conditions, today would be the day to break my personal record. It was unlikely, but a goal nonetheless.
Everyone else had music because they were able to figure out how earbuds work. Even as a high schooler who worked with music regularly, I still did not know how to keep them in my ears without them falling out what felt like every few seconds. So instead, as per my usual, I stayed in my head the entire time I was running. I would have debates and philosophical discussions, try to answer theological questions, and even review homework and study materials for upcoming tests all while trying to keep up some sort of pace that would be deemed acceptable both by the coach and myself.
I was never great at the sport. Sure, it was better than me trying to throw, catch, hit, or kick a ball, but I would consistently bring up the rear on the days where we would run the course. But none of that mattered to me because, unlike the other members of the team, I saw no need to be competitive. I knew I wasn't going to be running on a sports team in college, and my main motivation for running in the first place was to stay in shape and have easy, consistent ways of doing so.
With the day's practice schedule calling for us to run the course, I had prepared myself to not be first or second or even third. I was just there to complete the course and possibly beat my own time of some minutes and some seconds—the big clock they used on race days always changed numbers in ways that never made sense, so I could never keep up with my records.
It didn't take long for the group to pull ahead of me, and as I rounded the first curve that was almost always a right turn, most of the rest of the team was already past the second and halfway to the third turn, the former generally a right turn and the latter strictly a left turn, always.
I had started getting into that day's topic of discussion, likely on dimensional theory and/or the reality of the subconscious mind, and by the time I made it to the first kilometer sign, I would have been around the third dimension, with the rest of the team nowhere in sight. I was struggling a bit from the humidity, but overall, I was going along at a pace that would allow me to finish running the full course.
It was at that point that I ran face-first into an old cobweb that was blowing in some nonexistent breeze while dangling from the one-kilometer sign.
I was caught off-guard, but not too badly; that was not the first cobweb I had run into, by any means, and I knew it wouldn't be my last. I kept running, and as I rounded the next curve, I ran into yet another cobweb, this one defying gravity from some unknown source. Although I kept running, I furiously swiped at my face to clear the string off of it so I could focus again on my running and contemplating the existence of a separate universe within the unaware mind. I was also trying to assure myself that the strings were indeed cobwebs and that I wasn't destroying some well-meaning arachnid's home and means of getting food.
Before I could settle back in on the philosophical debates and mathematical theories raging in one part of my head, my thoughts briefly flashed to the idea that it was rather odd that I was running through cobwebs like this despite being behind some number of people greater than I could count on one hand alone. I wondered if somehow, the course was different than I last remembered, which wouldn't be entirely unreasonable to assume. Directional signs regularly changed what they showed, and it tended to frustrate those running as they tried to pick their way through the potentially unfamiliar terrain.
The course didn't seem all that unfamiliar, though, and regardless, the path I was running would not have changed between my attempt at it and that of the team members who were already ahead of me. So, despite the confusion, I brushed off the thoughts and continued running. Right into another cobweb. At that point, I decided that I would just keep running, and if I got bit by anything, I would deal with it then.
As I continued running the course, I ran into several other cobwebs, and at a certain point, I stopped and attempted to clear all of them from me, concerned that I had captured so many that I was experiencing the sensation of capturing even more when in reality I was merely recapturing those I had already run through. Even on the second lap of the course, however, I ran through still other cobwebs.
It was at that point that I thought no one would believe me if I told them how many cobwebs I managed to attract during the day's practice, so I largely kept it to myself. That said, I would never forget that day throughout the rest of the season, and it made me significantly more cautious in my running, trying to figure out where others had already run so I didn't potentially ruin any other spiders' homes.
28. Gossamer
Gossamer (n., adj.) – the very thin thread that spiders produce to make webs; very delicate and light (Cambridge English Dictionary)It was quite a humid day, although nothing was unusual about that. Everyone on the cross-country team, myself included, was silently wishing that the heat index would rise high enough that practice would be cancelled, although now that we were on the starting line of the course, our hopes were fairly nonexistent. Ahead of us lay five difficult kilometers of muddy terrain from the previous rainstorms, plenty of twisted ankles if we weren't absolutely vigilant, and air so thick we could drink it.
The coach gave the signal, and I pressed a button on my fitness watch that, while it appeared to do absolutely nothing, I trusted that it had started the exercise timer. Perhaps despite the conditions, today would be the day to break my personal record. It was unlikely, but a goal nonetheless.
Everyone else had music because they were able to figure out how earbuds work. Even as a high schooler who worked with music regularly, I still did not know how to keep them in my ears without them falling out what felt like every few seconds. So instead, as per my usual, I stayed in my head the entire time I was running. I would have debates and philosophical discussions, try to answer theological questions, and even review homework and study materials for upcoming tests all while trying to keep up some sort of pace that would be deemed acceptable both by the coach and myself.
I was never great at the sport. Sure, it was better than me trying to throw, catch, hit, or kick a ball, but I would consistently bring up the rear on the days where we would run the course. But none of that mattered to me because, unlike the other members of the team, I saw no need to be competitive. I knew I wasn't going to be running on a sports team in college, and my main motivation for running in the first place was to stay in shape and have easy, consistent ways of doing so.
With the day's practice schedule calling for us to run the course, I had prepared myself to not be first or second or even third. I was just there to complete the course and possibly beat my own time of some minutes and some seconds—the big clock they used on race days always changed numbers in ways that never made sense, so I could never keep up with my records.
It didn't take long for the group to pull ahead of me, and as I rounded the first curve that was almost always a right turn, most of the rest of the team was already past the second and halfway to the third turn, the former generally a right turn and the latter strictly a left turn, always.
I had started getting into that day's topic of discussion, likely on dimensional theory and/or the reality of the subconscious mind, and by the time I made it to the first kilometer sign, I would have been around the third dimension, with the rest of the team nowhere in sight. I was struggling a bit from the humidity, but overall, I was going along at a pace that would allow me to finish running the full course.
It was at that point that I ran face-first into an old cobweb that was blowing in some nonexistent breeze while dangling from the one-kilometer sign.
I was caught off-guard, but not too badly; that was not the first cobweb I had run into, by any means, and I knew it wouldn't be my last. I kept running, and as I rounded the next curve, I ran into yet another cobweb, this one defying gravity from some unknown source. Although I kept running, I furiously swiped at my face to clear the string off of it so I could focus again on my running and contemplating the existence of a separate universe within the unaware mind. I was also trying to assure myself that the strings were indeed cobwebs and that I wasn't destroying some well-meaning arachnid's home and means of getting food.
Before I could settle back in on the philosophical debates and mathematical theories raging in one part of my head, my thoughts briefly flashed to the idea that it was rather odd that I was running through cobwebs like this despite being behind some number of people greater than I could count on one hand alone. I wondered if somehow, the course was different than I last remembered, which wouldn't be entirely unreasonable to assume. Directional signs regularly changed what they showed, and it tended to frustrate those running as they tried to pick their way through the potentially unfamiliar terrain.
The course didn't seem all that unfamiliar, though, and regardless, the path I was running would not have changed between my attempt at it and that of the team members who were already ahead of me. So, despite the confusion, I brushed off the thoughts and continued running. Right into another cobweb. At that point, I decided that I would just keep running, and if I got bit by anything, I would deal with it then.
As I continued running the course, I ran into several other cobwebs, and at a certain point, I stopped and attempted to clear all of them from me, concerned that I had captured so many that I was experiencing the sensation of capturing even more when in reality I was merely recapturing those I had already run through. Even on the second lap of the course, however, I ran through still other cobwebs.
It was at that point that I thought no one would believe me if I told them how many cobwebs I managed to attract during the day's practice, so I largely kept it to myself. That said, I would never forget that day throughout the rest of the season, and it made me significantly more cautious in my running, trying to figure out where others had already run so I didn't potentially ruin any other spiders' homes.
#3
Story Telling / Re: BlackDragonSlayer's Short Stories
August 07, 2024, 02:38:56 PMQuote from: BlackDragonSlayer on July 25, 2024, 06:33:10 PMEDIT: As of today, August 5, I just noticed that the thread has exceeded 100,000 views!!!!!
That's awesome!!
Congratz on the milestone!Also, the Halloween story was a fun read. Is the new Moxie a skinwalker?? ?? ?? (avoiding the
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#4
Site News / Re: Announcing Staff Changes - See You Around :)
August 07, 2024, 02:33:17 PMQuote from: Static on August 05, 2024, 07:35:06 PMHey I used the same pun on my first update post, things have truly come full circle...
XD that wasn't even planned.
#5
Site News / Announcing Staff Changes - See You Around :)
August 05, 2024, 05:51:25 PM
Hey y'all. It's... been a while, yeah? Seems like there's been a lot going on around here, and I'm ecstatic to see things continuing on as they have been. 
If you've been present in this community from before fall 2023, you know me & my antics. If you don't know me, I apologize that we never got the chance to meet.
For a long time, I thought this day would never come. I thought I would be content to stick around this community as a staff member for a long time, years to come. But, life had other plans for me, as it would happen, and I ended up deleting most social media and related platforms. Turns out, when you make the decision to want to start being intentional with your immediate surroundings, there are unseen sacrifices that come up, like having to take a lighter role in communities like this one.
You all have been a fantastic community over the years I was a part of it. In fact, I would say this place was incredibly influential in molding me into the person I am today; I wouldn't be half the musician I am, half the storyteller I am, half the creative I am. So, I cannot begin to express how grateful I am for each and every one of you who played a part in that.
I still hang around and lurk, by the way, so this isn't completely good bye (even if I conclude this as such). I'm simply retiring from my role as moderator. Not being on Discord, nor being regularly on the forums, I don't feel as though I can wear the role responsibly. So, I am now E. Gadd Industries, Inventor of Grand Things and Staff Emeritus. It's been an absolute honor of mine to serve you all, and I know that the current moderation team is doing a fantastic job, so I worry not about leaving you all in their capable hands.
In the interests of not dragging this out much longer, I leave you with this parting advice...
Quoth King Solomon, the wisest man in the world:
"There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens:
A time to be born and a time to die,
A time to plant and a time to uproot,
A time to kill and a time to heal,
A time to tear down and a time to build,
A time to weep and a time to laugh,
A time to mourn and a time to dance,
A time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
A time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
A time to search and a time to give up,
A time to keep and a time to throw away,
A time to tear and a time to mend,
A time to be silent and a time to speak,
A time to love and a time to hate,
A time for war and a time for peace."
A season for everything, and my season on staff here at NinSheetMusic has come to an end. And that's how things should be. I wish you all nothing but the best, and for now...
Farewell.
Additionally! I would like to announce these further staff changes:
Static will join me as a Staff Emeritus.
Libera will become a Ghost Updater (spOoOooOky!).
Sebastian will also join me as a Staff Emeritus.
It's been a joy to serve alongside each of you, and I hope nothing for the best for each of you as life carries you where it may.
If you've been present in this community from before fall 2023, you know me & my antics. If you don't know me, I apologize that we never got the chance to meet.For a long time, I thought this day would never come. I thought I would be content to stick around this community as a staff member for a long time, years to come. But, life had other plans for me, as it would happen, and I ended up deleting most social media and related platforms. Turns out, when you make the decision to want to start being intentional with your immediate surroundings, there are unseen sacrifices that come up, like having to take a lighter role in communities like this one.
You all have been a fantastic community over the years I was a part of it. In fact, I would say this place was incredibly influential in molding me into the person I am today; I wouldn't be half the musician I am, half the storyteller I am, half the creative I am. So, I cannot begin to express how grateful I am for each and every one of you who played a part in that.
I still hang around and lurk, by the way, so this isn't completely good bye (even if I conclude this as such). I'm simply retiring from my role as moderator. Not being on Discord, nor being regularly on the forums, I don't feel as though I can wear the role responsibly. So, I am now E. Gadd Industries, Inventor of Grand Things and Staff Emeritus. It's been an absolute honor of mine to serve you all, and I know that the current moderation team is doing a fantastic job, so I worry not about leaving you all in their capable hands.
In the interests of not dragging this out much longer, I leave you with this parting advice...
Quoth King Solomon, the wisest man in the world:
"There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens:
A time to be born and a time to die,
A time to plant and a time to uproot,
A time to kill and a time to heal,
A time to tear down and a time to build,
A time to weep and a time to laugh,
A time to mourn and a time to dance,
A time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
A time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
A time to search and a time to give up,
A time to keep and a time to throw away,
A time to tear and a time to mend,
A time to be silent and a time to speak,
A time to love and a time to hate,
A time for war and a time for peace."
A season for everything, and my season on staff here at NinSheetMusic has come to an end.
And that's how things should be. I wish you all nothing but the best, and for now...Farewell.
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Additionally! I would like to announce these further staff changes:
Static will join me as a Staff Emeritus.
Libera will become a Ghost Updater (spOoOooOky!).
Sebastian will also join me as a Staff Emeritus.
It's been a joy to serve alongside each of you, and I hope nothing for the best for each of you as life carries you where it may.
#6
Story Telling / E. Gadd's Stories - "Journey of..."
August 05, 2024, 05:21:36 PM
Hello. After some brief consideration, I decided to make a thread for my short stories. These represent over six years' worth of writing starting in my freshman year of undergrad. I'm not going to post all of them at once, but slowly. Feel free to offer thoughts, or just enjoy Maybe if folks are interested, I can offer some extra thoughts on the pieces I post here, like context or potential meaning (if it exists). But uh... for now... just remember that not everything is as it seems, and all will be well, okay?
...this is the first story I ever wrote.
"I can't believe he was just here not even... not even a week ago..."
"Yeah... time surely flies, especially as you get older. Er, so I've heard. I'm not really sure."
"I wouldn't know, I'm only twenty. And yourself?"
"Does age really matter? Could it be how we feel at a given time that decides our age?"
"I've never considered it... but then why are birthdays celebrated?"
"People are weird. Always have been..."
"And always will be?"
"Does that matter?"
The two were silent for a moment in thoughtful contemplation. The younger spoke once again. "How did you know him?"
"He and I were pretty close. I'm sure he talked about me at some point."
"Did you two grow up together?"
"But how did you know him?"
"I asked first."
"You could say we did grow up together. Now my question?"
"He was my grandfather."
"And what did you think of him?"
"A good man, just a bit of a worrier. And then that depression set in about ten years ago..."
"A worrier? I never knew him to be a worrier, just... curious..." The older looked troubled after hearing "depression."
"That's one way to put it, I guess."
"Surely you remember his fiftieth birthday, asking all those questions about the cake before it was even served?"
"But only he and I were in the room at that time?"
"I know."
The older winked and disappeared in a blink of light, never to be seen again.
Maybe if folks are interested, I can offer some extra thoughts on the pieces I post here, like context or potential meaning (if it exists). But uh... for now... just remember that not everything is as it seems, and all will be well, okay?...this is the first story I ever wrote.
4. The Grandfather Paradox
"I can't believe he was just here not even... not even a week ago..."
"Yeah... time surely flies, especially as you get older. Er, so I've heard. I'm not really sure."
"I wouldn't know, I'm only twenty. And yourself?"
"Does age really matter? Could it be how we feel at a given time that decides our age?"
"I've never considered it... but then why are birthdays celebrated?"
"People are weird. Always have been..."
"And always will be?"
"Does that matter?"
The two were silent for a moment in thoughtful contemplation. The younger spoke once again. "How did you know him?"
"He and I were pretty close. I'm sure he talked about me at some point."
"Did you two grow up together?"
"But how did you know him?"
"I asked first."
"You could say we did grow up together. Now my question?"
"He was my grandfather."
"And what did you think of him?"
"A good man, just a bit of a worrier. And then that depression set in about ten years ago..."
"A worrier? I never knew him to be a worrier, just... curious..." The older looked troubled after hearing "depression."
"That's one way to put it, I guess."
"Surely you remember his fiftieth birthday, asking all those questions about the cake before it was even served?"
"But only he and I were in the room at that time?"
"I know."
The older winked and disappeared in a blink of light, never to be seen again.
#7
Nintendo / Mario & Luigi: Brothership - Discussion
August 05, 2024, 04:59:17 PMSo I recently learned about this, and uh... AMAZING!!! The special moves look incredible, like how I imagined them being as a kid when I played through the other games.
What are folks' thoughts on this?Also, I'm ecstatic that the M&L series is getting this new addition; I was worried when Alphadream went under that that spelled curtains for the franchise, but it seems that fear wasn't entirely founded... only partly.
#8
Off-Topic / Re: The Post Your Thoughts of the Moment Thread 2
August 02, 2024, 11:45:29 AM
Very cool in that case, look out for that happening, probably on Sunday.
In other news, anyone ever hear music in their dreams? "The DJ is Crying for Help" by AJR was in several of my dreams last night and it was such a wild experience. It feels so much more alive than hearing the song awake, idk. Hard to explain
in that case, look out for that happening, probably on Sunday.In other news, anyone ever hear music in their dreams? "The DJ is Crying for Help" by AJR was in several of my dreams last night and it was such a wild experience. It feels so much more alive than hearing the song awake, idk. Hard to explain
#10
Off-Topic / Re: The Post Your Thoughts of the Moment Thread 2
August 01, 2024, 04:52:04 PM
Welly well I'm back again to say conglaturations on the 20 years, as well as 5K sheets! Museum is also pretty cool Um... would folks be interested in a short story thread? I'm weighing posting some of my work online prior to the publication of anything official, but idk. Would potentially be good for feedback as well :<
Um... would folks be interested in a short story thread? I'm weighing posting some of my work online prior to the publication of anything official, but idk. Would potentially be good for feedback as well :<
#11
Forum Games / Re: Whoevers post last wins. New rule.
August 01, 2024, 04:50:07 PM
but what if it don't
#12
Forum Games / Re: Topic Kicking
August 01, 2024, 04:48:46 PMQuote from: BlackDragonSlayer on May 22, 2024, 12:00:38 AMWelcome back Dudem-HEY!!!yeah what he said
#13
Off-Topic / Re: Made mah day.
September 14, 2023, 10:44:54 AM
I don't really have the time to elaborate rn, but life has been utterly crazy for me in some of the best ways possible. Everything around me is changing and it's been so cool to be able to experience it all so far, and there's more to come )))))
)))))
#15
The Werewolf Game / Re: TWG CXV: Just a Numbers Game
August 21, 2023, 04:33:59 PM
Thanks. Depending on how long this game lasts, I might not be able to devote time to the next one. Politics in academia suuuuuuck.
Either way, best of luck humans
Either way, best of luck humans